Camila Carrigaline Whore ❤️

About Dublin

Oh, and the laughs! She’d mock me hat, callin’ it a “dead bird’s nest.” I’d fire back, “Least I ain’t sellin’ me arse!” She’d cackle, say, “Ye’d fetch a penny, tops!” Proper banter, that. Still, I’d wager she’d seen hell—whores always do. Them scars on her arm? Never asked, but I’d bet me ship they weren’t from no lover’s spat.

Carrigaline

I saw a video the other day, or some fella. showing a roll from 2, or something like that. Hot chicken. roll, lettuce, tomato, sweet corn.

Then, I bump into my mate, Liam. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s raving about this new pub that just opened on the corner of Castleview. Apparently, they’ve got the best pints in town. I’m like, “Dude, I’m trying to be productive here!” But he’s relentless.

Knock’s Boy of Griffin United wins Southern/Carrigaline Harriers Senior Draghunt